Body
held the low shot way too long and my thighs were cooked before anyone landed anything. then restaurant close, steam straight in the face. sat on the stairs with my board and realised i'd been clenching my camera hand even with no camera in it.
Emotion
showed the rough cut to the good rider. he asked to see it again, which felt massive until he pointed out the landing i'd chopped. fair. bà ngoại saved me dinner later. didn't ask about filming her. kind of nice being her grandson without a project attached.
Mind
leave two more beats before cutting the landing. timing isn't just going fast, apparently. i'll fix that and ask before posting anything with his name on it. also renamed the film-school bookmark folder. still private, just not pretending it's physics anymore.